Yan Que's Grand Scheme Connects All of China, Immortal's Bait Lures the Blood Butcher

"Mohist experts all fell one after another in Handan?"

King Xi of Yan's pupils constricted.

Mohist disciples excelled at mechanisms and martial arts, and had always been sought-after assets by the various states. Back when Lord Xinling of Wei stole the tally to save Zhao, the Mohist Grandmaster had personally led three hundred disciples to aid him.

And in recent years, whenever these Mohist followers of universal love and non-aggression went somewhere to help defend a city, that city was almost invariably impregnable, beyond anyone's power to breach.

Yet this time, even with the Mohists helping Zhao defend its city, Zhao Cheng still led the Blood-Clad Army with the force of bamboo splitting before the wind, taking Handan with ease. The more King Xi thought on it, the more terrifying it became.

"Indeed."

Crown Prince Dan's voice was heavy. "It is said that Qin Guli, Xiangli Qin, and other Mohist core members are now imprisoned in the Zhao royal palace, forced to forge equipment for that Blood Butcher.

"The Mohists have sent three waves of people to rescue them, but all have vanished without a trace. Their fate, whether dead or alive, remains unknown."

"This man's strength is plain for all to see."

The words crashed into King Xi of Yan's heart like a massive boulder. He shot to his feet from the throne, his royal robes sweeping across the bronze goblet on the table. The remaining wine spilled across the floor, splashing into tiny droplets.

"The lands of Zhao have all fallen into his hands, and even the remnants in Dai Commandery have been thoroughly purged..."

He paced back and forth, his boot soles grinding out dull sounds against the palace tiles. "At this rate, it will not be long before that Blood Butcher leads his troops north and